Regina Spektor - Braille lyrics

She was lying on the floor
And counting stretch marks
She hadn't been a virgin and
He hadn't been a god
So she named the baby, "Elvis"
To make up for the royalty he lacked

And from then on
It was turpentine and patches from then on
It was cold Campbell's from the can
And they were just two
Jerks playing with matches
'Cause that's all they knew how to play, hey

And it was raining cats and
Dogs outside of her window
And she knew they'd be destined to
Become sacred roadkill on the way
And she was listening to the
Sound of heaven shaking
Thinking about poodles and puddles
And mistakes

'Cause it's been turpentine and patches
It's been cold, cold Campbell's from the can
And they were just two
Jerks playing with matches
'Cause that's all they knew how to play, hey
La la la la la, nah nah, uh, what they
What they knew how to play
Oh, oh, oh oh oh, oh, oh

Elvis never could carry a tune
She thought about this irony as she
Stared back at the moon
She was tracing her years with
Her fingers on her skin
Saying, "Well, why don't I begin again
With turpentine and patches?
With cold, cold Campbell's from the can?
After all
I'm still a jerk playing with matches
It's just that he's not around to play along
Yeah, I'm still an asshole
Playing with candles
Blowing out wishes, blowing out dreams
Just sitting here and trying to decipher
Well what's written in braille upon my skin"
La la la la la, nah nah, uh, all this skin
Oh, oh, oh oh oh, oh, oh

She was lying on the
Floor and counting stretch
She was lying on the
Floor and counting stretch
She was lying on the floor
L-l-lying, l-l la la, lying
And counting stretch